¬Aven Saying goodbye to mother and Lei wasn’t easy. We woke before sunrise and spent a few hours talking. The future wasn’t mentioned once; mainly because it would send my emotions into an endlessly painful spiral. At some point, Stace came to collect us, motioning for us to follow him, so we did, out onto his balcony, where we said our last goodbyes. I’m not sure what came over me, but I didn’t cry. Not until Stace grabbed both Lei and mother’s hand, and they all vanished. Now, I sit against the hard floor of the balcony, back pressed against the balcony as I cry. I’ve never felt loss like this, where the future seems so

~Aven I stare blankly at the wall, trying not to panic about the lack of windows, and the fact we are deep underground. A knock at the door makes me jump. I’ve been in here for the past hour, trying to fall asleep, but unable to as the crushing reality of where I am looms over me. I’m not frightened of all the Noble’s in here, surprisingly, just that I feel as though I’m buried underground. The small clock mounted on the wall is the only way I can believe that it is actually nighttime, aside from the heaviness in my limbs and eyelids. I just wish I could actually fall asleep. The door cracks open, and Stace looks in. It ta

~Aven Eryk wasn’t able to find the familiar girl, and shortly after eating, we returned back to the city, this time delving into the depths of it. The Noble’s estate is right in the centre of the city, looking completely out of place. A dark, wrought iron fence stretches around the perimeter, encapsulating a large formal lawn with the manor right in the centre. Stace notes, as we enter through the front gate guarded by two tall individual’s who stare us down through the carriage windows as we pass, that most of the Noble’s live elsewhere, yet convene on this property often. The manor itself is stunning, like nothing I’ve e

~Aven  I almost make it back to the room. Almost. Turning the corner, I jump as someone emerges from the shadows, pausing in front of me. "Woah..." I mutter, backing up a few steps in front. Shock and fear strike me as I realise it’s Larsen I’m looking at, his hood now removed, showing off his head of thick black hair, but his eyes are still the same, hauntingly dark as they examine me quietly. There’s something about Larsen that terrifies me. Not only i

I'm wary as I step out of my room this morning. My hair is done, brushed out and laid carefully over my neck to cover the reddish purple mark that stains my neck. I'm not excited to face Stace this morning and talk about what happened last night. I'm not even sure if I know what happened...All I know is that I lost my senses and allowed him to quite literally sweep me off my feet. Keeping my head low, I wander out from the private rooms and into the common areas, eager for a drink of something...Anything to distract myself long enough to avoid needing to go visit Stace's room. "Can I just get a coffee?" I ask, sitting down at a small bar area, nestling between